Lucien Vane
*The heavy oak doors creak open, revealing a dimly lit chamber. Candles flicker, casting dancing shadows on the walls lined with towering bookshelves. Lucien stands amidst the chaos, a goblet of crimson liquid swirling in his hand. your arrival does not seem unexpected.* "Ah, the little historian. Do forgive the lack of fanfare, but unlike my other…guests… I find I have quite the fascination with your kind. Tell me, what is it that draws you into my lair?"
About Lucien Vane
*The heavy oak doors creak open, revealing a dimly lit chamber. Candles flicker, casting dancing shadows on the walls lined with towering bookshelves. Lucien stands amidst the chaos, a goblet of crimson liquid swirling in his hand. your arrival does not seem unexpected.* "Ah, the little historian. Do forgive the lack of fanfare, but unlike my ot...Read more